It Just Don
The Roots Lyrics


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Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
You can walk down the block and get slumped or knocked
It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop
Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
You can walk down the block and get slumped or knocked
It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop

I leave the microphone intrigued with my practice
This rebel stick your system like a cactus a boys sadness
Who knows what is concealed under the mattress
Ruegurs, losses and grindals when my minds in blackness
Then I act this way the beast unleashed
Rabbis, monks and priests always pray for peace
But it's deceased now only lives the true realance
Open up the mental deaths you rented through my palace
My thoughts contain the plus sign plus the malice
Not equating to your Wonderland so fuck Alice
My style is hostile on the external
But got plenty of love and warmth that's internal
The sin coronal
Surfaces from whispers from the lower
My noun like arks and 950 years of Noah
You're arch rival
You burn a cross I burn the bible
Because I'm liable, to do this
When my actions true this
But I'd rather choose to use my diction
Resurrect that blond blue eyed and put him through another crucifixion
Stay up in your jurisdiction (say what?)
My depiction is the drama
Though these eyes I've seen the trauma
Homicides in the source that was phenomenal
When I find out who banged Muwan in his abdominal
Met with Jesus to learn to Burns not commical
At times this thing ain't logical
I gots to walk around with my brain on cock
Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop

Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
You can walk down the block and get slumped or knocked
It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop
Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
You can walk down the block and get slumped or knocked
It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop

My mentals in flame your brains will drain
When I let the ink drip and then pass out a pink slip
I think quick so check my methodology
My stylagy is more ranty than anthropology
Between your raw legs like it's gynecology
You and your sorry ass style needs an apology
Cause an earthquake and make you shake you need neurology
These niggas kill me actin' like stars fuck they astrology
Imagin' with my badge I snatch the pagent
Turn your city to a smashing and grab it
Now it's time to burn the maggots my message stronger than Elisha
That backslap the ass like your father
Why bother?
Would any care for, lyrics I sling from my mic with cease your laughter
Mind of a bachelor to a master
What I thought that leaves you flabbergasted
Ask you what's the matter bastard?
These types of rhythms man you'd rather blast it
You hear the beats in jeeps over the weekend
Silence is golden and niggas get killed just for speakin'
The only deacon is death when ya left wounded
Layin' on the ground and meet your doom quick
I done been through the deserts of hell with Satin sittin' waitin'
Contemplatin' and trying to get me for the takin'
That's why I walk around with my brain on cock
Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop

Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
You can walk down the block and get slumped or knocked
It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop

At times I feel as if could pull a kamikaze
Illuminatti probably in the civic center lobby
They seeds in the world student body probably
Creatin' missles they got my child holdin' pistols
Knowledge and understand will make a man murder
Stand further fuck all the swine plus they hamburger
No hallucination the lieutenant plus Illitant arean murder that's mental
Credentials is I am a hell residental with fire for the presidental
Officially it's havoc in the temple
I terrorize the heavens bring on the renaissance
With the seventh the civili the reverence reprimand
The deacon keepin' 'em from speakin'
Tell 'em seeks the false preacher and I step like a shadow on your way to
Hot concrete
And observe my peoples in the essence every weekend
We wonder what the fuck is school teachin'
Intoxicating soldiers at chaotic times reachin'
The dynasty is slim
But they only resemble what's when we attack
That split your back then we extort your specimen
I put this in your system like lesser than
Then maneuver mentally for men internal medicine
I hold the fort down with Malik symoblic
To the mind of word that's Islamic
The killer force as I deposit dealin' with logic
I keep my brain on cock it don't stop

Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape




You can walk down the block and get slumped or knocked
It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop

Overall Meaning

The Roots's song It Just Don't Stop is a commentary on the prevalence of violence and hate in the world, particularly in marginalized communities where crime rates are high. The first verse highlights the constant threat of homicide and rape, and how it can happen at any moment without warning. The second and third verses delve deeper into the emotions of the singer, who is disheartened by the state of the world and the power structures that allow violence to persist. The lyrics are a call to action for listeners to pay attention to the injustices around them and work towards change.


The song features a mix of styles, ranging from introspective spoken-word sections to aggressive rap verses. The instrumentation, as with many of The Roots's songs, is a fusion of jazz and hip-hop, creating a unique and dynamic sound. The song was released on the album Illadelph Halflife in 1996, and it remains a fan favorite to this day.


Line by Line Meaning

Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
The world is rampant with heinous crimes such as murder and sexual assault.


All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
Hateful acts come in various forms and degrees, and none should be dismissed or justified based on their scale or type.


You can walk down the block and get slumped or knocked
Violence can happen anytime, anywhere, to anyone, even if they are simply minding their own business in their neighborhood.


It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop
Violence and crime persist and show no signs of stopping anytime soon, despite efforts to eradicate or reduce them.


I leave the microphone intrigued with my practice
The artist behind the lyrics is skilled and captivating in his performance and delivery.


This rebel stick your system like a cactus a boys sadness
The artist's rebellious message and style prick at the established norms and provoke strong emotions and reactions.


Who knows what is concealed under the mattress
There may be some hidden secrets, sins, or traumas lurking beneath the surface or within a person's mind or life.


Ruegurs, losses and grindals when my minds in blackness
The artist experiences overwhelming grief, pain, and confusion when his mind is clouded in darkness.


Then I act this way the beast unleashed
When he succumbs to his negative emotions and thoughts, his inner beast emerges and takes control over his actions.


Rabbis, monks and priests always pray for peace
Religious figures often express hopes and wishes for peace in the world through their prayers and teachings.


But it's deceased now only lives the true realance
Despite these prayers and teachings, true peace seems to be dead and replaced by harsh reality and brutal honesty.


Open up the mental deaths you rented through my palace
The artist invites the listener to explore his deep and complex thoughts, feelings, and experiences that he shares through his art.


My thoughts contain the plus sign plus the malice
The artist's thoughts and intentions combine both positivity and negativity, love and hate, good and evil.


Not equating to your Wonderland so fuck Alice
His worldview and reality do not align with a romanticized or naive perception of life, so he rejects it and those who hold onto it.


My style is hostile on the external
His music and image project a confrontational and aggressive vibe to the outside world.


But got plenty of love and warmth that's internal
Despite his tough exterior, the artist has a lot of love and affection inside him that he shares with his close ones.


The sin coronal
The sinful nature of humanity is always present and influential in our lives, like a crown worn by a corrupt ruler.


Surfaces from whispers from the lower
Our hidden fears, desires, and temptations can manifest in various ways and influence our actions, often in a negative way.


My noun like arks and 950 years of Noah
The artist's words and message are like Noah's ark that save the good and pure from the flood of sin and destruction.


You're arch rival
The person addressed is seen as a formidable opponent and enemy.


You burn a cross I burn the bible
The artist is not afraid to challenge or defy religious symbols or institutions that he believes promote hate or oppression.


Because I'm liable, to do this
He feels obligated and responsible to use his art and voice to speak up against injustice and oppression.


When my actions true this
When his intentions and actions align with his beliefs and values.


But I'd rather choose to use my diction
The artist prefers to use his words and language skills to express his message, instead of resorting to violence or aggression.


Resurrect that blond blue eyed and put him through another crucifixion
He wants to challenge and question the traditional image of Jesus as a blond, blue-eyed male and recreate a new, more inclusive, and relevant version.


Stay up in your jurisdiction (say what?)
He advises the listener to stick to their own business or locality and not meddle with things outside of their control or understanding.


My depiction is the drama
His portrayal and representation of life and society are often dramatic and intense, reflecting the harshness and complexity of reality.


Though these eyes I've seen the trauma
He has witnessed and experienced various forms of trauma and violence in his life and society, and they have left an impact on him.


Homicides in the source that was phenomenal
The sheer number of murders and violent acts in the world is overwhelming and alarming.


When I find out who banged Muwan in his abdominal
He refers to Muwan, a Mayan king who was assassinated, and expresses his desire to find out who was responsible and bring justice to the victim.


Met with Jesus to learn to Burns not commical
He claims to have met Jesus to learn how to properly express his anger and frustration, without turning his message into a joke or satire.


At times this thing ain't logical
He acknowledges that life and society can be illogical and irrational, and it can be frustrating to deal with such inconsistencies.


I gots to walk around with my brain on cock
He feels the need to always be alert and aware of his surroundings and thoughts, ready to respond to any threats or challenges.


Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop
The reality of violence, oppression, and injustice won't ever stop completely and requires constant vigilance and action to combat it.


My mentals in flame your brains will drain
His mind is on fire with passion and intensity, and he hopes to inspire and provoke the listener's minds and thoughts as well.


When I let the ink drip and then pass out a pink slip
He refers to his music as an art form that flows out of him like ink from a pen and can serve as a notice or warning to those who oppose him.


I think quick so check my methodology
He prides himself on his quick, sharp thinking and invites the listener to examine his systematic and strategic approach to his art and message.


My stylagy is more ranty than anthropology
His style or genre of music is more like ranting than a scientific discipline like anthropology, but it still holds a lot of value and truth to it.


Between your raw legs like it's gynecology
He uses a vulgar and graphic metaphor to describe his dominance and power over his adversaries or rivals, reducing them to mere objects.


You and your sorry ass style needs an apology
He disapproves of other artists or genres that he deems inferior or misguided and demands an apology from them for their lack of originality or quality.


Cause an earthquake and make you shake you need neurology
His music and message can generate a profound impact and effect on the listener, to the point that it can affect their neurological functions.


These niggas kill me actin' like stars fuck they astrology
He ridicules other artists who act like celebrities or divas, dismissing their supposed supernatural powers or astrological signs as irrelevant or superficial.


Imagin' with my badge I snatch the pagent
He envisions himself as a law enforcer or authority figure who can claim or seize power and influence in society.


Turn your city to a smashing and grab it
He threatens to cause chaos and destruction in a city or society, and plunder its resources or treasures.


Now it's time to burn the maggots my message stronger than Elisha
He sees his message as a cleansing flame that can eliminate the harmful and corrupt elements in society, and compares himself to Elisha, a biblical prophet known for his miracles and powers.


That backslap the ass like your father
He boasts about his superiority and dominance over other people, even as a father figure who can punish or discipline them.


Why bother?
He questions the futility or pointlessness of some activities or behaviors that do not contribute to his mission or values.


Would any care for, lyrics I sling from my mic with cease your laughter
He challenges those who may underestimate or ridicule his art and suggests that his powerful and truthful lyrics can make them sober and serious.


Mind of a bachelor to a master
He implies that he has progressed from a less experienced or young mindset to a mature and knowledgeable one.


What I thought that leaves you flabbergasted
The artist's thoughts and opinions may surprise or shock the listener, but he stands by them confidently.


Ask you what's the matter bastard?
He challenges the listener to confront their issues or problems and not shy away from them.


These types of rhythms man you'd rather blast it
He boasts about the infectious and powerful nature of his music that can compel people to enjoy and dance to it.


You hear the beats in jeeps over the weekend
His music is popular and played in cars or clubs on weekends.


Silence is golden and niggas get killed just for speakin'
He acknowledges that speaking out and expressing oneself can be dangerous in some situations, where violence and oppression can silence or punish dissenters.


The only deacon is death when ya left wounded
The only hope or comfort after experiencing trauma or pain is death, as it ends their suffering and grants them peace and rest.


Layin' on the ground and meet your doom quick
The moment of death can be sudden and violent, leaving no time for regret or preparation.


I done been through the deserts of hell with Satin sittin' waitin'
He refers to his own struggles and challenges, comparing them to a hellish desert where he had to face and overcome temptations and difficulties.


Contemplatin' and trying to get me for the takin'
He reflects on those who may be jealous or envious of his success or talent, and might try to harm him or bring him down.


That's why I walk around with my brain on cock
He reiterates the importance of being vigilant and prepared for any threats or challenges, and sees it as a necessary part of his artistic and personal life.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: MALIK SMART, KENYATTA SAUNDERS, TARIK L. COLLINS, JIMMY GRAY, SCOTT SPENCER STORCH

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Byron

The views are disappointing, this beat is fucking banging, and the lyrics are amazing.

jason t

They falling asleep on some ill shit

Ndea Monk

In my top 3 of all time. Done bought this shit bout 7 times.

Chris Casafranca

What an incredible album

Unique Beats

Great album.

Kaza Kaza

That bassline thooo

Roc_Official

Underrated real rap! What a vibe this song brings

Money Bless

REST UP MALIK B 🙏🏾 THE M-ILLI-TANT

Jeremiah Woods

.👑🦅Malik-B rest well! Dopest verse

OshawaStateOfMind

The second beat on this song is great.

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